Thursday, October 15, 2009
My First Step...
My first step to becoming a man was..... I dunno. This is a weird and hard topic. I have a brain jam right now and i don't really know what to write. I can talk about first bicycle steps though. I have 3 younger siblings and the two oldest know how to ride a bike because of me. One push and they were off. Well Nathan was. Nikki on the other took a little longer. Nevertheless, both were still able to learn how to ride a bike because of me. Nikka will be a challenge because she's not as physically inclined like the other two are. The way I learned how to ride a bike was pretty much the same. I was riding my tricycle one day and my Grandpa saw me. He asked me why I was still riding a tricycle. I told him that I don't know how to ride a bike yet. So what he did was took my tricycle, got my bicycle, and pushed me. With no hesitation, I was riding a bike. I guess you could say it's just a coincidence that that's how the three of us learned how to ride a bike, or you could say tradition. Really, I don't remember my first steps as a child. I barely remember anything at that age. But I do remember my first step in reality. I think it was in grade 7. I realized that things would be different from then on. I really started to find myself in grade 7. I became more athletic. My baby fat started to leave me. And I was really broadening my horizon with everything that I did. However, it was still only first steps. I was still trying to find myself and going into grade 8 kinda changed me. I was no longer the best athlete in my school. Instead of having 5 other boys in my class, there were 30 others. Things had really change and I really had to find my footing. When I did find it, in grade 11 or so, things have been better. I know who I am now. I doubt myself less than I did. I'm more confident in what I do. I speak my mind. All these things were new to me but I didn't care. I liked the person that I was becoming. And apparently other people did too. Things had changed and I have changed. More and more i'm starting to realize why things happened in the past. Before I used to question it. But not really anymore. I still have questions, that's for sure. But i'm enjoying life now. I can't be scared of life. We only get one and we have to make the most out of it. It's better to say "I did," instead of "I wish."
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment